After what reads like an outburst few posts back, I think I'm kinda getting back normal. But I may be a little too slack. Letting down your guard is always the best way to invite the parts of you which you don't want to see appearing.
It's the journey, isn't it? Our escape from Egypt has always been about departing the comfort zone and these days, being your own best friend can actually be the worst enemy to your existence. Humans, as long as they are molded by habits, will always find it hard to change. For whatever reasons debatable, our own doom is often caused by ignorance. There's no bliss in not paying attention to the warning signs.
I admit, to be my true self other than the alleged camouflage I put on daily, is no easy task. Has conformity caught me? Am I being drawn deeper by the tentacles of the social circle into the crowd? Since when I have become such a shameless people pleaser?
I have to run. Away from small talks, contradicting words and airheaded replies. Away from idiotic laughters, desperate interruptions and over worded statements. Away from people, not all, away from myself, most importantly .
A retreat into redemption.
1 comment:
wherever you find peace and even a vague sense of happiness; i would rather this than a preconceived notion of self and what should be, and an incessant struggle without finding either of the two. we constantly live in flux, but we at least have the capacity to feel what we desire and need. if u had to choose, then choose well =)
Cheers, D
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